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-A guy Hanoi charming, romantic streak in hue. Like me, he is also a staff to run the table. The first time I met him was the classic appearance by soul unkempt sons and Northern voice is incredible, warm.

Know and love each other is 2 months, he confessed to me that he was addicted to and click here for fear of the police getting away. Through movies, I also had the necessary knowledge about drug addiction, but I believe that with the love of his, I will help you Detox.

I believe that with his love, I will help you Detox.

A month later, his offer of marriage and intend to take me about North live when the situation temporarily. At the time, I'm really surprised, I puzzled, not knowing themselves should decide how to think to the prospect of living with a husband, and then addiction background current misery. But in the end ... well I nodded agreeing.

I stepped up to the car to go home but traditional flowers, leave behind impoverished village. Family burden over skinny shoulders of parents when the three children I'm still old school that my father eating again. Song, who is also excited because I was warm (no one know that my husband is an addict).

After the wedding, I was softly admonished you think of me, think of the future which abandoned the path of addiction. He reassures me by the sugar suite, full of love and promises to quit.

But, how much money, of which saw the couple's own are baked into the white smoke you. Even double wedding ring he gave to the pawnbroker. After a feedback gặng asked, my husband's parents, bullied out of Lynn.

Two months after the wedding day, when I was pregnant with her first child is also at home in the police catch you Detox. Heaven and Earth as fall under my feet. Think of my husband, thinking of the time limit for improvement 2 years, thinking of the future, I must decline.

And then also to the day I gave birth to a baby boy. My husband's parents excited, her children the way neighbors say is my husband there, go to renovate that still has a "Department of gold".

Have kids, I like to be somewhat comforting. Occasionally, the family hired a bus to visit him. The met, I didn't forget telling you good improvement to about with your mother. I just ậm Yes. I believe that, seeing the child, you will have extra motivation to quit.

Two years later, my husband out of camp, not to say know I'm up to as long as. I like a new big girl, like to elaborate more beautiful in the eyes of my husband. My son, then a wrap.

I believe that, seeing the child, you will have extra motivation to quit.

The idea that he had quit but I was wrong, he is also addicted to worse. If the old days, he "sting" a time here, you have to "inject" new agreement-fold 2-3 times. You must change the gender, not gentle with me as before but instead is the bite, rude.

And then I heard people whispering that braking style, you have to take away an improvement the second time, that this time limit is increased to four years. I fear, the fear of half you will leave your mother I go again.

You must change the gender, not gentle with me like before

Every night, I head down to the role player that only I could make the trader took me and I quit drugs. He did not say anything. I attempted to use "strong measures"-"If you don't give up, I'll write a divorce". Different from what I expected, he flatly declared: "four years or 40 years, I'm not quitting. Anytime you write a menu. I'm signed! ". He's as saying the horizontal lightning ear, I die and know only to swallow tears.

After the drop date for two months, he was arrested again. The day the cops he led award goes, my son was run by his father and cry the carpet. Perhaps this life, I will not forget that moment.

In the meantime, I really tangled. I should write a divorce to escape or trying to wait four more years. Four years with I really too long song for me, I can do it. But whether that four years have helped him to get drugs or "40 years I do not quit" as you say? I'm still young, and the future (the year I was 23 years old) ... Should I end leaving you to redo your life or the child vo waiting in languished and hopeless ...=